Who the fuck would think Calvin is a penitent Christian?
Let me say this about that: he is not.
I realize what it makes me afraid of is Christian Calvin fic.
Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.
'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Dec 27, 2005 2:34:02 pm PST #5401 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
sarameg - Dec 27, 2005 2:34:17 pm PST #5402 of 10002
Kathy, you've read the tomato nation Roomba essay, yes?
§ ita § - Dec 27, 2005 2:36:22 pm PST #5403 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Lee - Dec 27, 2005 2:36:36 pm PST #5404 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I don't get the HIMYM love, but I'm certainly not going back a second time to doublecheck.
It's a Doogie thing.
Kathy A - Dec 27, 2005 2:36:48 pm PST #5405 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
That's the one! Between the cats being chased all over the apartment, and "The Love Song of J. Alfred Proomba," I don't think I've ever laughed more in my life.
§ ita § - Dec 27, 2005 2:37:39 pm PST #5406 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's a Doogie thing.
There are all these other people! And only three sets! And everyone just SITS.
I mean, based on that one ep I saw. They may stroll in the others, but run? I doubt it sincerely.
JZ - Dec 27, 2005 2:39:44 pm PST #5407 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
It's a Doogie thing.
Well, that and a Big Doofy Guy From Freaks & Geeks Playing AH's Fiancé thing. Hec and I keep forgetting to watch it, but on the very rare occasions that we have remembered the combined charmingness and goofusy adorability of Jason Segal and Aly Hannigan turns us into helpless glurbling puddles. It really ought to be cloying and irksome. It's utterly mysterious. It's a thing.
Aims - Dec 27, 2005 2:40:08 pm PST #5408 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Lee - Dec 27, 2005 2:40:27 pm PST #5409 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
There are all these other people! And only three sets! And everyone just SITS.
Even with that, it's a Doogie/NPH thing.
sarameg - Dec 27, 2005 2:40:28 pm PST #5410 of 10002
I can't read many of her cat essays without explosive laughter. Roomba one is priceless.
I'm not over my holiday grinchies and it is ridiculous. I find myself snarling at year-in-review stuff. Stupid.